Chapter Twenty-Three: Success

After a while, Fairchild came in.

"Senior brother, please use it. ”。

He politely and respectfully placed the plate on the table.

Banshu looked at the fruit, nodded, and let the fairy child out.

At this time, Qingluan under the bed took out a paper kite the size of a fingernail from his arms.

She blew lightly, and the paper kite suddenly became transparent and flew out from under the bed.

The paper kite stepped out of the window, stopped in the doorway, and kept flapping its wings against the door.

"Knock knock knock ......".

"Who?".

Banshu was holding the fruit and preparing to eat.

But no one answered.

"Knock knock knock ......".

"Who's knocking on the door?".

Still no one answered.

"Knock knock knock ......".

Banshu put down the fruit and stood up, and opened the door.

But there was no one outside.

He looked around sharply.

Suddenly, I noticed something faintly near my feet.

He looked down to take a good look.

The paper kite sprinted and rushed into his eyes.

Half of the book didn't notice for a while, and was hit squarely.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Who the hell !!," he roared.

A long sword immediately appeared in his hand, waving it left and right.

The paper kite dodged left and right, constantly attacking him.

After Banshu's eyes could be opened, he finally saw clearly what was attacking him.

"Carving insect skills !!".

Raise your sword and slash at the paper kite.

The paper kite saw that the long sword of the book was coming, and it flapped its wings and flew far away.

Half of the book kept chasing after him.

Here, Qingluan saw half of the book and went out, and he and Qing Yinan crawled out from under the bed.

The two of them hid themselves to be on the safe side.

Qingluan took out a few flowing colored fruits from his arms and collapsed in his hands.

She wielded her spiritual powers.

I saw that the flowing color fruit was getting smaller and smaller, and the back actually became about the same size as the pill, and as soon as she closed her hand, several fruits instantly merged into one.

Then she picked up the fruit on the table again, broke it from the middle, turned the flowing fruit into a puree, and then closed the fruit again, and gently stroked it with her hand, and the fruit returned to its original form.

"That's it, let's go!".

Qingluan hurriedly pulled Qing Yinan and ran out.

The two of them went out, found a roof nearby, and lay down on it.

After a while, he saw half a book, stumbled and scolded and returned to the house with a sword.

As soon as you enter the house, a cup of tea instantly sours your stomach.

He grabbed the fruit from the table and ate it heavily.

And Qingluan and Qing Yinan on the roof saw this scene clearly.

"The last time you ate that fruit, how long did it take to have a seizure?"

Qingluan looked at Qing Yinan seriously and asked, in fact, only she knew how hard it took to keep herself from thinking about the scene where he was stained behind his back.

"About half an hour or so!", Qing Yinan remembered those pictures again for a moment, a little unnatural, and his eyes looked left and right.

Half an hour!!

"Hey, Mu Lin, do they have to meditate and meditate collectively every evening?", Qingluan remembered that in the woods in the past two days, as soon as the sun set, he would hear the sound of a thick bell, and then all the fairy children put down what they were doing and ran away.

Qing Yinan thought about it carefully.

"I don't know if it's a meditation visitor, but it seems to be a !! to gather."

The corners of Qingluan's mouth lifted.

"Wait, there's a good show to watch!!

After saying that, he put his hands under his head, crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the sunset on the horizon.

After a while.

"Oh~oh~oh~", the bell really remembered on time.

The two of them saw that all the fairy children were rushing in one direction, which was the main hall of Huai Yin Weng Guo Xing Mountain.

"Let's go, keep up!".